Waiting Room

I was away when I heard the news
My brother called me up from the damned waiting room
I got a ticket to ride back home
My mind was racing in fear of the unknown

I saw a dry barren land
All looked so lifeless and bland
On my way
Wait up before you cross the lake

Down by the ocean we hoped to build a house
Tune into the sound of waves and watch the sun go down
Riding along the open road in a haze
It only took hours but felt like many days

I saw a dry barren land
All looked so lifeless and bland
The road into town seemed so long
The bird's sang a sad, sad song
On my way
Wait up before you cross the lake



Credits
Writer(s): Einar Einarsson, Gudmundur Jonsson, Asgeir Einarsson, Thorsteinn Einarsson, Petur Ben
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